Dean let the warm water flow down his back as the constant shower reassured him that he could finally relax. He lifted his head up towards the shower head and let the water seep down his face. The calm and peace that the noise of the running water brought him was something that he hadn't felt for a long time as he felt the muscles in his back feel less tense and tightened.

Over the sound of the pouring water, there was a faint sound as the motel room door clicked shut. Dean ran a hand through his soaked hair and blinked as he turned his head through the steamy shower door and towards the bathroom door.

"Dean?" came a husky voice from the room next door. Dean kept the shower running but despite the warm water hitting his skin he began to get shivers. He'd know Castiel's voice anywhere…

"Cas, I'm in here," Dean called. He was going to tell Cas to wait, to hang on a minute, but there was a part of him that kept that lie inside. Dean heard the bathroom door swing open and felt his heart flutter slightly...this could be it. He opened the shower door carefully and rested his hand on the door so that his entire arm was revealed, his biceps shining from shower's constant flow.

Cas approached the shower door and Dean until they were a metre or two apart and Dean reached out a hand to place it softly on Cas's lips.

"Dean –"

"Don't say anything," Dean whispered in a low voice, wrapping his fingers around Cas' tie and tugging him closer playfully. Cas let Dean take control and allowed himself to be pulled into the shower cubicle as the water began to soak through his trench coat and then through to his shirt. Dean raised a wet hand and stroked Cas' cheek and their faces grew closer. Dean began to nibble Castiel's bottom lip gingerly and Dean reached both hands around his neck, unwrapping the dripping trench coat off Cas and throwing it over the top of the shower. The water began to make Cas' shirt transparent as it clung to his chest and nipples. He unbuttoned his shirt as Dean unravelled his tie, and Cas lowered his hands to undo his trousers. He stepped out of his shoes and trousers and kicked them aside so that both he and Dean were naked. Dean felt an exhilarating rush as he looked down and saw Cas' penis brushing against his own affectionately. Castiel lifted a hand and ran it down from his indented handprint in Dean's shoulder to carefully caress Dean's arm muscles and Dean wrapped his hands down Cas's back to his ass as the water from the shower made it slippery and warm.

As the water kept pouring and dripping down the curves of Dean's and Cas' muscles Dean began to feel much more comfortable with what he was doing, and he knew Cas felt the same way. He kissed Cas fiercely as their lips joined and their tongues played with each other in encouragement. Cas ran both his hands onto Dean's chest and felt his way downwards until his hands were on Dean's hips, and he lowered himself to the same level as them.

Cas felt Dean's penis slip into his mouth and a soothing sensation came over him as he realised the sense of belonging and passion he felt from being with Dean. Dean began to moan in pleasure as Cas sucked and passionately accepted the situation.

Cas hadn't known Heaven until this moment.